Chapter 47 Tali the Spider Girl

"Sand fog array!"

Mu Chen's voice echoed here again. It could not dissipate for a long time, but it could not distinguish the direction of the speaker by sound. A stronger yellow fog floated in every corner, superimposed with the original yellow fog, which further isolated the sound, isolated the sight and even the power of soul detection.

The whole area where the three people are located seems to be a forbidden area in this mountain forest. It seems to be two worlds. The interior cannot be seen from the outside, and the visibility inside is even more pitiful, and the hair hanging to the corners of the eyes can't be seen. No matter how the breeze roars, it still can't dispel the seemingly continuous yellow fog.

Originally, the position of the lark could be barely detected with the soul, but now it can't feel a trace. It is completely impossible to distinguish the direction in the array, and there will even be a feeling that the sky is rotating. Qingyuan struggled to maintain his sense of direction with his soul power. He still vaguely remembers the position of the lark just now. , soaring into the air again, suddenly flew to the position of the lark.

The lark stood there. Because it was Mu Chen's formation, she could also see the things around her. Looking at the approaching Qingyuan, she was stunned and didn't know what to do. This Qingyuan was really too powerful for her. Even if she didn't come to the lark, the invisible pressure still made this young. The girl couldn't breathe.

"Moon step!"

Mu Chen's voice suddenly penetrated into the girl's eardrum, and then an arm tightly hugged her slender waist and left here quickly with a lark.

As soon as the two moved away, Qingyuan's figure also flew here. The three passed by, but the figure flying in the air did not find Mu Chen and the lark at all. The latter could clearly hear the sound of Qingyuan's bone joints constantly ringing because of anger.

Mu Chen ran fast in the array with the lark. The lark couldn't help but lose face in the face of such a powerful opponent, while Mu Chen has used the "moon step" and "sand fog array" many times. Now his face is already like white paper. Both the true qi and the ancient magic qi in his body are extremely empty. He can use the moon step to carry the lark. Please do your best to escape.

Just as Muchen and the lark escaped from the array and were about to flee to the spiritual tribe, what was reflected in their eyes was not the light reflected by the sun on the ground and leaves, but countless uncomfortable white. Between the surrounding trunks and trunks, there were countless white cobwebs between the branches and leaves.

The density of the cobweb is so high that even light can't shine in. There are no floating white clouds above the two, which is completely covered with white.

not far away, an enchanting and beautiful woman was smiling strangely at Mu Chen: "This cobweb is made of treasures, and even you can't break it right away."

Mu Chen fixed his eyes. This woman was the spider demon he met when he first went up the mountain. Her arms were hidden behind her, and the thin breath was gradually spreading to her arms. Her face remained unchanged. She whispered in a low voice, "What do you want? Now I am absolutely easy to kill."

"Don't call me. They have a name. My name is Tali. You're going to die in a while, but remember my name." Tali said and giggled, and her snow-white fingers gently stroked the spider silk beside her, as if she were appreciating the superior silk and couldn't put it down.

Looking at the yellow fog behind him gradually dissipating, Mu Chen's arm behind him suddenly stretched out, and his feet flowed a little purple again and rushed towards Talie.

"It's really barbaric. I don't know how to pity the jade at all." The latter was fearless and jumped back gently. His body passed through the spider silk behind him and dissipated in Mu Chen's sight.

"Although I'm just a first-class truth, it's really not easy to find the shadow of a little woman in this silk." Tali's voice came from nowhere and quickly swept into the ears of the lark and Mu Chen.

Obviously, the other party is procrastinating, but what if you can see the other party's intention?

The fierce fist hit this mysterious spider silk, and the soft white spider silk easily removed all its strength, and its toughness was far beyond Mu Chen's imagination. No matter how hard it was hit, there would be no flaws.

Looking at Mu Chen's fruitless attack, the lark pulled up the big bow and the Xuantie arrow "sw!" With a shot at the dense cobweb, the sharp tip of the sharpest front of the sharp arrow cut through the air and directly pierced the dense cobweb. Unexpectedly, the sharp arrow received almost no resistance and flew straight out, but the lubricated white spider silk avoided the edge of the sharp arrow.

"Ling, it seems that we can only be buried here today." Mu Chen looked at the fading yellow fog behind him and hit the ground with his unwilling fist: "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you."

"Of course I have no regrets about dying with you. You have done a good job." Bailing looked at the lost Mu Chen, and his eyes couldn't help bursting into tears.

Then, a figure slowly came out of the strong yellow fog, with light footsteps, white clothes, extremely handsome, holding a folding fan in his hand. But this figure looks like death to Mu Chen and the lark, bringing death to these two people who can't escape fate. The disgusting sticky and undulating skin that has just changed in the array has disappeared, leaving a white and flawless color.

"It's really touching. Then I'll complete you today and let you be a pair of bitter mandarin ducks underground." At this time, Qingyuan had already lost his original patience and suffered losses in the hands of Mu Chen, who was only in the fourth-class real world. If it hadn't been for Tali's cobwebs on the periphery, she would have been escaped by these two today.

Now Mu Chen is just gasping and doesn't even have the strength to escape, and the lark is so afraid that they don't even dare to flick their fingers gently. They have done their best. Although they are unwilling, they can't get rid of this fate.

Qingyuan slowly raised his hand and aimed at Mu Chen and the lark, who were only standing together. There was a slight gray-black halo on his hands, like a light sign at the intersection leading to hell, shining against the two people.

Just when everyone thought that the ending had been decided, the sealed cobwebs around were suddenly cut by a strong force, and an extremely old figure suddenly flew in, and then a stream of light came from the wrinkled old palm, just hitting the gray-black light from the clear source.

After the two collided, countless energy ripples spread around, and everyone's eyes widened and looked at the suddenly powerful old man.

Qingyuan's eyelids were not angry, but smiled. His eyes moved back from Muchen and Bailing and turned to the old man: "Old man, you finally came out of the spirit clan. The patriarch of the spirit clan, hiding in the tribe, I can't do anything about you, but here , you are dead!"

The person came was the patriarch of the spirit tribe. The old man took a deep breath and suddenly emitted a strong suction in his hand, which sucked Mu Chen and Bailing behind him and raised his head slightly: "Qingyuan, what you have done in the past two years is too much. Even if I try my life, I won't let you do whatever you want."

"Haha, don't say it so nicely. If it weren't for this lark girl, you would still be hiding in the tribe as a turtle." While Qingyuan spoke, his face was still with an evil smile: "Too much? The current world has always been respected by the strong. As long as you have strength, it is not too much to do anything. Unfortunately, your family has fallen. Now I can only say pitifully that I have done too much. In this case, I will do something more excessive today. After killing you, I will not leave any of your whole family.

After the old man heard this, the originally tense wrinkles began to tremble involuted, and the true air all over his body gushed out for a moment, and his whole body slowly floated in mid-air: "I fought with you today."

Qingyuan smiled contemptuously after hearing this: "It's up to you, don't joke. Your life can't beat me. As long as you give me that thing, none of you have to die. Why are you so stubborn for two years?"

Qingyuan will naturally not be afraid of the anger of the old man. There is a big gap in strength between each level in the spiritual realm. He is now in the third-class spiritual realm, but the old man only has the first-class spiritual realm.

The chaotic and magnificent true air keeps rolling and flowing between the old palms. The old man's robe was windless. Although there was no wind here, his white hair kept dancing under the airflow aroused by the strong true spirit, and there was strange majesty between his eyebrows, which shocked everyone here.